California Red

Sharp,
It breaks the seal
Slices, cutting easy.
It leaves behind what?
Access, smooth
Cold glass, clean curve in hand.
Next the tip
Shining metal point
It presses into the firmness
A little more pressure and it is there.
Inside, slowly turning,
Clockwise rotation
Gently sinking till it is completely hidden.
Metal no more.
A gentle pull
A little bit more
It eases out, metal still within
Embedded in its heart
Heart removed, slowly
Pressure increases;
Release!
It is free, an opening remains
Deep and dark
A wisp appears at your nose
A familiar scent
Smiling, a memory recounted
In a single second.
Lift. Incline. Heavy and full
That first glug, then splash
The red against the glass
The smell inhaled,
A sip taken, beauty
Sipping the smile
Tasting the sunshine
Of the California Red.